Chapter 3
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A few hours later, Ryou awoke from his sleep. He didn't realize he had fallen asleep. The silence in the house gave him the creeps. Throwing off the covers, he sat on his bed, trying to remember what happened when he heard a knock on the door. Still drowsy, he didn't want any company, but he still replied.
"Come in."
Ryou's father stepped into the room, with a faint smile on his face as though nothing happened. "Hey, do you feel like eating anything? I was thinking about preparing dinner, but I didn't know if you wanted any."
"Yeah, go down. I'll be down in a second," Ryou answered. Getting off the bed and dressing into more comfortable clothes, he looked at the clock on the wall. It read 7:30 p.m. He didn't realize he had slept so late. Quickly making his bed, Ryou went downstairs to meet his dad for dinner.
"I couldn't make anything to nice, but I hope it'll do," his father said as he sat down at the table.
Feeling slightly guilty and ashamed, Ryou just looked down at the plate.
"Ryou? Don't you feel like eating?" his dad asked.
"I'm all right," Ryou replied as he started on his food.
Feeling things were too quiet, Ryou's father tried to start a conversation. "Did you sleep well?" Ryou just nodded, keeping his eyes down at the plate. "Ryou, I know you miss your mother, and I try to be the best father to you as I can, but I also have to work to support both of us. I know you hate traveling all the time and never getting to meet any friends, but there's nothing I can do for you. You know I value you more than anything in this world, ever since your mother died. I'm terribly sorry for what happened, but there's nothing I can do against nature, it's God's will and we have to live by His rule. I know you're upset because you get tired and everything reminds you of your mother, but you have to go on. It's the way life works.sometimes you're fortunate enough, and sometimes you are not. But wherever you are, your mother will always be with you, and so will I."
"Thanks," Ryou replied, trying to assure his father with a faint smile. After a moment of silence, Ryou added, "Dad, I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't know what I was doing."
"It's fine," Ryou's father said. "I know you miss her very much. I miss her, too. We both wish she were here."
But the more they talked about his mom, Ryou felt the empty space inside him grow bigger and bigger. The emptiness could not be replaced by anything. The blackness was what was left after his mom was no longer a part of his life. There was now a crack splitting his heart in half, one half black of emptiness, one of his joy and happiness, but long forgotten.
"I was thinking of staying in this area for a while. It's quiet, peaceful, and the surroundings are pretty nice. Besides, we can't move while you're starting high school."
Startled by this sudden speech, Ryou just stared at his father. "Really?" was all he could think about.
"But there's also another news," his father added on. "I'll have to go on another trip to Africa for a while."
"For how long?" Ryou asked. He didn't want to lose his father either, not after he lost his mother.
"At least for 3 months, but if it's okay with you, I was thinking about leaving you at my friend's house who lives around here."
Three months isn't too long.I could handle it. Ryou thought. "It's fine with me," he said.
The rest of the dinner was spent in silence. After dinner, Ryou's father broke the silence. "I'm going to be out tonight. Go to sleep early, and call me if there is anything wrong," he spoke as he hurried out the door.
"Okay!" Ryou cried after his father.
Silence casting its spell upon the house again, Ryou sighed and went upstairs to his room.
Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Ryou brushed his teeth and washed his face. Taking his sweatshirt off, he looked down at the Millennium Ring. Looking at it brought pleasant memories. Looking up at the mirror, he felt his heart stop as he jumped back. In the mirror, there was someone other than him. The other looked almost like himself, but something was different. Whirling around, Ryou stared into the other's cold eyes.
"Wh-who are you?" Ryou asked, surprised by the sudden appearance of the other.
"Nice place here, isn't it?" the other said in his icy, cold voice.
"What are you doing in my house? Who are you?" Ryou demanded to know.
"Are you sure you don't know who or what I am?" the other asked. "You should know that first before you demand or want anything from me. One rule you should learn to obey, never question my orders, because from now, I'm in control of your life, and don't think it'll be filled with tears of joy, laughter, or even a tiny little smile. You'll forget anything that has to do with happiness or any kind of emotion when I'm done with you.
"From now you'll follow my orders. Any questioning or any action opposing or that offenses me would result in severe punishment to either you or any other. You are now my slave, little one." he said, accenting every word of the last phrase, as he got closer and closer to Ryou, that they could feel each other's breath.
"What are you talking about? I'm not going to be anyone's slave!" Ryou exclaimed, as he edged closer to the wall.
"Don't even think about disobeying me!" the other said, slapping Ryou harshly. He grabbed the collar of Ryou's shirt as he roughly pulled the other closer. Ryou struggled to pull away from the grip as the other said, "Go and spread the news.I'll make sure you and every other of you filthy mortals know and fear my name.Yami Bakura."
Then Yami Bakura disappeared into the ring, leaving Ryou alone in the room again.
Warning: The rating may go up in later chapters. For all the people who reviewed and asked if Yami Bakura was going to be in the story, here's your answer!
A few hours later, Ryou awoke from his sleep. He didn't realize he had fallen asleep. The silence in the house gave him the creeps. Throwing off the covers, he sat on his bed, trying to remember what happened when he heard a knock on the door. Still drowsy, he didn't want any company, but he still replied.
"Come in."
Ryou's father stepped into the room, with a faint smile on his face as though nothing happened. "Hey, do you feel like eating anything? I was thinking about preparing dinner, but I didn't know if you wanted any."
"Yeah, go down. I'll be down in a second," Ryou answered. Getting off the bed and dressing into more comfortable clothes, he looked at the clock on the wall. It read 7:30 p.m. He didn't realize he had slept so late. Quickly making his bed, Ryou went downstairs to meet his dad for dinner.
"I couldn't make anything to nice, but I hope it'll do," his father said as he sat down at the table.
Feeling slightly guilty and ashamed, Ryou just looked down at the plate.
"Ryou? Don't you feel like eating?" his dad asked.
"I'm all right," Ryou replied as he started on his food.
Feeling things were too quiet, Ryou's father tried to start a conversation. "Did you sleep well?" Ryou just nodded, keeping his eyes down at the plate. "Ryou, I know you miss your mother, and I try to be the best father to you as I can, but I also have to work to support both of us. I know you hate traveling all the time and never getting to meet any friends, but there's nothing I can do for you. You know I value you more than anything in this world, ever since your mother died. I'm terribly sorry for what happened, but there's nothing I can do against nature, it's God's will and we have to live by His rule. I know you're upset because you get tired and everything reminds you of your mother, but you have to go on. It's the way life works.sometimes you're fortunate enough, and sometimes you are not. But wherever you are, your mother will always be with you, and so will I."
"Thanks," Ryou replied, trying to assure his father with a faint smile. After a moment of silence, Ryou added, "Dad, I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't know what I was doing."
"It's fine," Ryou's father said. "I know you miss her very much. I miss her, too. We both wish she were here."
But the more they talked about his mom, Ryou felt the empty space inside him grow bigger and bigger. The emptiness could not be replaced by anything. The blackness was what was left after his mom was no longer a part of his life. There was now a crack splitting his heart in half, one half black of emptiness, one of his joy and happiness, but long forgotten.
"I was thinking of staying in this area for a while. It's quiet, peaceful, and the surroundings are pretty nice. Besides, we can't move while you're starting high school."
Startled by this sudden speech, Ryou just stared at his father. "Really?" was all he could think about.
"But there's also another news," his father added on. "I'll have to go on another trip to Africa for a while."
"For how long?" Ryou asked. He didn't want to lose his father either, not after he lost his mother.
"At least for 3 months, but if it's okay with you, I was thinking about leaving you at my friend's house who lives around here."
Three months isn't too long.I could handle it. Ryou thought. "It's fine with me," he said.
The rest of the dinner was spent in silence. After dinner, Ryou's father broke the silence. "I'm going to be out tonight. Go to sleep early, and call me if there is anything wrong," he spoke as he hurried out the door.
"Okay!" Ryou cried after his father.
Silence casting its spell upon the house again, Ryou sighed and went upstairs to his room.
Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Ryou brushed his teeth and washed his face. Taking his sweatshirt off, he looked down at the Millennium Ring. Looking at it brought pleasant memories. Looking up at the mirror, he felt his heart stop as he jumped back. In the mirror, there was someone other than him. The other looked almost like himself, but something was different. Whirling around, Ryou stared into the other's cold eyes.
"Wh-who are you?" Ryou asked, surprised by the sudden appearance of the other.
"Nice place here, isn't it?" the other said in his icy, cold voice.
"What are you doing in my house? Who are you?" Ryou demanded to know.
"Are you sure you don't know who or what I am?" the other asked. "You should know that first before you demand or want anything from me. One rule you should learn to obey, never question my orders, because from now, I'm in control of your life, and don't think it'll be filled with tears of joy, laughter, or even a tiny little smile. You'll forget anything that has to do with happiness or any kind of emotion when I'm done with you.
"From now you'll follow my orders. Any questioning or any action opposing or that offenses me would result in severe punishment to either you or any other. You are now my slave, little one." he said, accenting every word of the last phrase, as he got closer and closer to Ryou, that they could feel each other's breath.
"What are you talking about? I'm not going to be anyone's slave!" Ryou exclaimed, as he edged closer to the wall.
"Don't even think about disobeying me!" the other said, slapping Ryou harshly. He grabbed the collar of Ryou's shirt as he roughly pulled the other closer. Ryou struggled to pull away from the grip as the other said, "Go and spread the news.I'll make sure you and every other of you filthy mortals know and fear my name.Yami Bakura."
Then Yami Bakura disappeared into the ring, leaving Ryou alone in the room again.